Our lives are but fine drawings,
Thant God and we prepare,
Each life becomes a masterpiece 
Fashioned in his care. 

We may not always see just how.
The pieces come together.
But if we put our trust 
And follow his design 

He can view the blueprint 
Upon the upper side,
While we must look from underneath 
And trust in him to guide.

Sometimes a piece of sorrow 
Is added to his plan,
And though it's difficult for us,
We still must understand.
That it's he who fills in the pieces,
In the master's plan.